in the aftermath of kento nanami's catastrophic fight with cursed spirit, miharu, time stops. the fabric of reality weakens, and anything can happen. as it stands, kento and tabitha have already gone down route a, leading to the slow, devastating ev...
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TABITHA DIDN'T MAKE A HABIT of kissing her exes. Last night was the one exception. Something about the tension in the air, the need to stay as far away as possible from Kento made her cling to Aki. Or it could've also been the copious amount of shots they took later in the night, as the party was dying down. They started at the bar. Then, they sat down next to each other at the table, and Aki dragged her chair as close to his, letting his long leg brush against hers. And maybe she was going insane, but Tabitha was slowly starting to remember why he was her longest relationship after Kento. Finally, they ended the night at his room, and he was pressing her against the wall near his hotel room, mouth devouring hers. And she couldn't give less of a fuck if anyone saw.
Desire quelled in her gut, and it was insatiable. Even after they entered his room and sobered up on the balcony, cracking jokes and feeling the cool breeze off the shore, Tabitha felt that desire. So she allowed Aki to drink her in, allowed him to kiss her breathless after so many months apart. But they didn't go any further, no matter how badly she craved that familiar feeling of his fingers inside her. In typical Aki fashion, he became outrageously tired the second he hovered over her on the bed. His lips broke away from hers, and the sleepy look in his eyes told her all that she needed to know. She sighed, pushing him off, and he immediately fell back onto the mattress. She couldn't help but cling to him though, remembering how his quiet snores seemed to easily lull her to sleep. Her head rested against his bicep and she relaxed against him, his soft breathing echoing in her ears.
The way she woke up was anything but soft.
She lifted her head from the hard hotel pillow, nose scrunching at the loud noises reverberating from the room next to hers. The more she woke up, focusing on the voices, she realized it was just a couple having fairly loud sex this early in the morning. She groaned, and then narrowed her eyes. Yesterday morning, before Saori had woken her up to get ready for the wedding, she heard the same couple having sex. In the morning. Right beside her headboard.
Tabitha blinked, taking in her surroundings.
Wait a minute. She fell asleep in Aki's room, so why was she back in her own hotel room? Did Aki carry her back? She lifted the comforter. Pajamas. Not the dress she'd worn to the wedding. Had he changed her? Or did she change herself and she couldn't remember? He had to have just carried her back here. That was the only explanation, even though she was pretty sure Aki fell asleep beside her.
